Seeing the dent in the ground left behind, Wu Bin was a bit stunned.
How could such a lightweight stick create a pit when he casually placed it down?
Saul was also extremely shocked and hastily said, "Master truly has the power of a god!"
"Although this stick only weighs a little over a hundred pounds, I found that it seems to have a miraculous effect on breaking things."
"You see, my floor tiles are not ordinary; even using common magical artifacts, it's hard to break these tiles, not to mention creating a hole that easily."
Zhu Ling's eyes sparkled with excitement.
She seemed to have thought of something and directly said to Wu Bin, "Brother, do you still have blood on your hand?"
Wu Bin was on guard.
"What for?"
"For the blood recognition ritual!"
Zhu Ling grabbed Wu Bin's hand, and seriously said, "Generally, magical artifacts with a spirit require a blood recognition ritual. I think this stick is extraordinary, so it should also require a blood ritual."
